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Sunbeams

by Bernadette Weyde
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Look my belovèd at the waving grass,
forest and field, and garden herbage mute;
bow to the winds and let them pass,
but to the sunbeams open flower and fruit.


(source: poem from Legends of Manxland, Mylechraine 1859; photo)

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